His Dark Obsession

26. Temptation

ZEDKIEL.

She surprised me.

I wasn’t expecting her to win against Maryka, sure I was hoping that she’d be able to try better against her than she would against me since she seemed to be terrified of hitting me without having a mental breakdown in the process. But she had impressed me. She showed far more potential than I had even hoped for. 1

I just need her to stop acting so fucking afraid of me, although I don’t blame her… the urge to devour her entirely is always there, and the hunger for her blood is growing with each passing day and I know it is wrong. No vampire drinks the blood of a supernatural… It’s taboo.

We enter our quarters and I lock the door,

letting go of her wrist and tossing my shirt down. “Run the bath.”

Her heart’s pounding, but she doesn’t disobey and walks off. My eyes flash

when I see the bruises on her back;

Maryka aimed to hurt, she is a practised fighter and instead of treating it as a sparring match and using her fighting techniques, she instead was attacking to hurt. Did she feel threatened by Evangeline? Or me?

My anger rises as I walk through to the bedroom, the sound of running water

reaching my ears. I’m putting Evangeline in the line of fire, and I know that. Taking

her as my Luna is going to cause issues and put her in danger. Everyone wants that crown, and they can’t hurt me, but they will try to hurt her to get to me.

I silently watch her through the gap in the open bathroom door, she’s not in my

line of sight but her reflection shows in the mirror. She’s sitting on the edge of

the tub, running her fingers through the

water. Her face is solemn, and she

appears to be lost in thought. She had opened her hair, which had already been

pulled from its tie thanks to Maryka, and

she now runs her fingers through it.

There is a risk to what I’m doing, but I

don’t have any other option… There is a rage within me, one that always gets the

better of me and results in the death of

every woman that comes close to me.

When I do take women to bed, even when

I feel in control, they still end up dead. No

matter how hard I try to rack my brain,

the last thing I always remember is fucking them and then it’s a blank. I wake

up with them dead. 2

I want her… want to feel every inch of her

body and to fuck her in every position

possible but at the same time there is a

part of me that fears what may happen if

I do… I have never wanted a woman as much as I want her. I and the beast within me both feel a pull to her and deep down, I still wonder if she can be my mate. I had felt something when I touched her, but without her wolf, I can’t be so sure.

I enter the bathroom, and she looks up, her heart skipping a beat. I don’t say anything, my gaze going to the tub,

which is almost full. She has added

something to it, I can smell it, it isn’t

unpleasant, but it is also not something I am used to. I frown slightly, looking at

the bottles she has placed on the side. Massage oils?

“I thought they would help when I give you a massage.” She says, answering my unasked question.

“Were you planning on giving me a massage?” I ask, untying the string on

my sweatpants, making her avert her gaze, her heart beating fast as her cheeks

flush.

“No… I mean, unless you want me to.”

She mumbles.

it’s

others

I can’t blame

remove my pants, trying to control the anger of my Lycan that ripples inside of me. “Strip.” My command comes out as a growl, and I frown

of her heart.

and slowly reaches

Flinching when she strains her

I close the gap between us, grabbing her top and lifting it up over

She stands there in her bra, her heart thumping as my gaze lingers on her breasts. I can see her nipples hardening and

hands over her breasts, my thumbs pressing against her

buds.

like your body wants this.” I growl, pinching them. She doesn’t respond, her eyes fluttering shut,

flush and

me away. My anger rises and I frown at the odd thought that has come to

almost as if

just possessive.

Y-you get into the bath

away from my

turn away, trying to control the anger that always seemed to rise within me. I get into the tub, sitting back against the

as she

her. Her eyes

before she blushes

of those

do nothing for the irritation within

as she

her lingerie. I glance in

her, smirking.

Nice ass…

them on,”

open as she stares at me before I see the glimmer of

Great.

edges to the tub and gets in on the far side, but

in front of me, and she tries to squeeze in

refuses to ask me to

on the tips of her toes. I

and yank her onto

squeaks, but her arms

tries to stop herself

my chest and our faces are

heart pounds

position, straddling

our position, and I

when

my cock.

to tear her

stronger.

and doesn’t try to

tries, I won’t let her. I don’t move

I rest my

on her

was fucking self-restraint… I was a saint just for being able to control myself from not fucking

move and soon she relaxes against me. It is soothing, and I slowly wrap

scent is

soothing. The sound

water heating system a

and if I wasn’t so fucking turned on, I may have fallen

I ask you

whispers after a while.

I murmur, keeping

more relaxed when

not staring at her.

in my throat but I cut it off not wanting to scare her. ” Why are… Why do people say that you kill all the

open my eyes, looking directly into

ones.

widen and I stare

tell her

lie?

wanted her to believe me and not

much. Either

her. I could appear

monster that I

and appear heartless. The second was more ideal but… “I

Mouse… but I do end up

remember is fucking them… then I wake up to a room full of

her eyes locked with

to my surprise, I don’t smell the

don’t believe that.”

to believe?” I ask, tilting my head and looking